Helping hand

“Okay guys eat up then you can watch cartoons.” You instructed Isaac and Cora. They had been up before the sun rose. Mike didn’t get called in last night by some miracle so you were letting him sleep in, a rare treat.

Only 7AM, going to be a long Saturday. Just as you took a sip of coffee the doorbell rang. “Who in the world could that be?” You said more to yourself than the kids. “Eat. I’ll be right back.”

When you looked through the peephole your mouth dropped open. You swung the door open. “Matt. What are you doing here?” He was holding a baby. Which raised even more questions

“Can I come in please?” Matt looked at you with the same green eyes as Mike. He looked scared, on edge and disheveled.

“Uh, yeah. Sure- sure.” Opening the door wider you gestured them in. As you lead him into the living room, you tried to remember the last time you saw Matt. Before Cora was born for sure. You sat down in a chair across from Matt.

“So. I’m sure you have a lot of questions for me about now,” Matt said sheepishly.

Isaac and Cora came into the living area upon hearing the new voice. “Who’s that?” Isaac asked. Cora climbed into your lap and gave Matt a shy smile.

“This is Matt. Daddy’s brother.” You informed both kids. “Isaac you were really little when you met him.”

“Wow. He’s gotten big, Y/N. And I’ve never met …”

“Cora. Her name is Cora.” You sighed as he fidgeted with the baby blanket. “Matt.” His eyes came up to meet yours. “What’s going on? You have a baby. We haven’t seen you in over two years.”

Matt told you once he felt more comfortable talking to you than he did Mike or his Dad especially. You did your best to help him. Once even clearing out your savings to pay for his rehab. Which Mike didn’t know about until after the fact.

He took a deep breath. “His name is Beckett. His mom took off right after he was born. I’m drowning here, Y/N. I need-we need somewhere to stay. Just for a little bit.”

“Not happening, Matt.” Mike’s deep voice startled you. You hadn’t heard him come in the room. Turning, you saw Mike’s jaw clench, his eyes narrowed at Matt. “Please tell me that is not your kid.”

“Daddy!” Cora jumped from your lap and ran to Mike, his face softened immediately. Mike scooped her up and kissed her cheek. “Wook a baby.”

“I see.” Mike turned his attention to you. “Can we talk in the kitchen please, Y/N.”

Mike turned on his heel and left the room before you could respond. “We’ll be right back Matt.” You nodded at him. “Isaac. C’mon, you need to finish breakfast.”

Mike was holding Cora giving her pieces of banana when you came into the kitchen.  “The answer is no, Y/N. Before you even go there. He has taken advantage of us one too many times. He doesn’t come around unless he needs something. And where is the mother?”

“Micheal I know how he has been in the past but maybe he’s different. He looks sober and scared as hell. I can’t imagine being by myself with a newborn.” You put your arms around his waist and rested your head on his back. Both of you knew that was almost a reality a couple years ago.

“All done Mama,” Isaac called to you. “I’m gonna go play.”

“Me go too.” Cora proclaimed.

“Alright. I’ll be up to check on you in a few minutes.” You responded back.

“I don’t know, Y/N. He has burned so many bridges.” He sighed. Mike loved his brother but it would take a lot to earn his trust. Mike looked into the living room. Matt was standing looking at the family pictures, bouncing his son gently. Mike put his arm around you and pulled to his side.

“Let’s sit down and talk to him. See if he has any type of plan. Lay down rules…” 

Mike kissed your temple. “You have a big heart Y/F/N Dodds. Let’s go talk to him.”

“I’ll put on more coffee.” 

could you write something where chief dodds is babysitting bc mike and his wife are out but they come home and park the car on the corner to have a quickie and the chief catches them? the mental image is too funny!

//I can picture this too. His face! //

 “Love, you’re gonna find yourself in a heap of trouble if you don’t stop.” Mike cajoled while you stroked him through his pants. It wasn’t very often the two of you got to go to a restaurant that didn’t have crayons on the table. And perhaps you had a couple too many glasses of wine.

Leaning over you sucked at Mike’s earlobe, “What kind of trouble Officer Do-?”

“That’s Sergeant Dodds.” Mike commanded. 

“Oh, my apologizes, sir”, you teased as you placed wet kisses down his neck. Mike stopped the SUV and put it in park. He jerked your body over to his. “Mike. We’re practically right outside our house” you said with a giggle.

Mike slid the seat back so you could straddle him. He crushed his lips to yours. “I just can’t wait. This dress, no panties, the fuck me eyes you’ve given me all night..”, he moaned as you grinded down on his erection. 

“Like that do you, sergeant?” Not giving him a chance to respond, you pressed your soft lips to his.

Mike pulled away, both of you gasping for air. He gave you a carnal look, “Oh babydoll, I just want to bury myself in that tight wet pussy.” He bite your bottom lip.

You quickly unfastend Mike’s pants, he shifted his hips and pushed his pants down as you pulled your dress up.

Your breath caught as you slid down on his cock. He looked at you with hooded eyes. “Ahhh…babydoll, you God.”

“Mikey shut up and just fuck me.” You grabbed his hair and pulled.

“Such a bossy little thing Mrs. Dodds.” He ran his hands up your body, “with a smoking body and tight little pussy. Hold on love, this will be fast.”

His hips started bucking, while you held on to his shoulders and bounced up and down. Mike exclaimed, “oh fuck, Y/N, so good!”

“Ahhh! Who? Oh my God it’s your dad, Michael.” When the two of you looked out the window, you saw William mouth open, frozen, he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t, just…” he quickly walked away. You moved off Mike, and the two of your rearranged yourselves.

“I cant believe that happened. I will never be able to look at your dad in the eyes again.” You could feel your whole body blush. “I mean he saw…Are you laughing?”

“I’m sorry but the look on my dad’s face was way too funny..” he broke out in a bout of laughter.

Snickering, you said, “Mine was probably pretty funny too! Oh, God.”

“Okay, let’s get inside and face the music.” Mike started the car and pulled into the garage.

Going inside, you saw William. He gave you a tight smile. “Thanks for watching the Isaac and Cora, Dad.” Michael said to his dad. Acting as if nothing happened.

“Yeah, no problem. Happy to do it-I mean…Good night.” He kissed your cheek. He passed Mike, shook his hand.

As you turned, you saw William give Mike a high five. Mike grinned, “Night dad.”